I Love You (But You're Green)

I was a troubled teen

Who put an advert in a magazine

To the annoyance of my imaginary lover

She questioned my integrity and this is what she said to me...

She said, 'Oh, you, you're green

You don't know what love means

Oh let me tell you'

Said, 'It tickles you pink oh yeah

But it likes to hear you scream'

Fire and damnation, lamentations

For the likes of you

When she goes

Just let her go

If she says she's going

Just make sure she goes

Make sure she goes

I was a troubled teen

Untroubled only in my daydreams

To the annoyance of somebody or other

Well they doubted my philosophy and this is what they said to me...

'Now you, you tee me up where you belong

But it's only blood from broken hearts

That writes the words to every song'

Oh a beatific smile for, for worthy servants

Oh but only I, only I, only I...

I can see the serpent

Oh you, you're green

You don't know what love means

Well let me tell you

It tickles you pink oh yeah

But it likes to hear you scream

Fire and damnation, lamentations

For the likes of you

When she goes

Just let her go

If she says she's going

Just make sure she goes

Make sure she goes

When she goes

You just let her go

If she says she's going

Just make sure she goes

Make sure she goes